Alone Together

Shopping

A/N: yup... Shopping SUPER SMALL CHAP. Seriously tho just imagine Steve and Bucky fighting over who gets to be pushed in the cart first and Nat just ending up shoving both of them in and pushing them while grocery shopping (OMG HOW CUTE IS THIS PIC???????!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D <3 <3 <3) 

Uh oh. No. No, not this. Anything but this. Come on! Don't do this to me. Please!

I paced in front of the cereal section scanning every inch of the place. It can't be! How could they do this to me?! I searched everywhere, EVERYWHERE. Nothing. Squat. Nada. Completely empty. My worst nightmare had come true. There wasn't any left!

"Um, excuse me, Ma'am?" I asked, stopping a lady with a crimson uniform. Are there any 'Frosties' left? There aren't any here but... She knit her eyebrows together, pity in her grass-green eyes.

"I'm sorry sir," she apologized, "but if there aren't any here, there aren't any left. We're out."

        But it's 9:30 in the morning!!

I let her arm go, standing there, lost in sadness and confusion, staring at the empty 'Frosties' section. Could this day get any worse?

"Hey Stevie!"

        Great.

"Hey Buck." I said, turning around, seeing he had a box of coco-pops – his favorite – in his right hand, holding the basket in his left gloved one, smiling at me. Lucky bastard.

"So, I've got mango juice, and orange. And I picked up the chocolate sirup. Oh! And there was this new dark and white chocolate paste thing he said pointing to it in the basket, so I took it. And what chi–" he stopped talking causing me to look up at him.

"What's wrong, Steve? Is everything ok?" he inquired, going in Solider mode, as we called it. 

I smirked as his adorable concern.

"I'm fine Buck." I said, putting my hands on my hip. "There just out of my cereal... that's all."

"Frosties? he asked. Yeah, I got them." My head snapped up. "There was this guy who went for it, but I just scared him off saying his car was being robbed and grabbed it." he said with a cheeky smile, holding the box of heaven before my eyes.

"Oh my goodness Buck!" I exclaimed grabbing the box from his hand. "Thank you SO much!" I wanted to pounce in his arms.

"What would you do without me, Rogers?" he asked taking the box from my hand and putting in back in the basket, winking at me while biting his lips.

        Oh look at that, I have been impaled.

We headed to the cash counter and stood in line.

"You see, I told you this would be fun! Just like old time, huh?!" I asked, holding the Frosties in my hand. W–How did they even get there?

"Steve, you were the one who loved grocery shopping, I just liked been pushed in the cart."

I chuckled at him, blushing. It was true. He pried the box of cereal out of my hands and kept it on the cash counter table as I watched it slide away from me.

"Don't worry Stevie," Bucky teased. "You'll get your 'tiny flakes of heaven' back in no time."

"Would you stop it with the nickname already?!" I laughed as he giggled, shaking his head, his hair fell on his face, causing him to comb it back slowly, his muscles flexing.

        Have mercy.

I looked up, when suddenly, I caught the cashier looking at me, a smile and huge blush on her face. Oh no, she had recognized me. I stood there frozen, as Bucky walked up to her. I grabbed his shirt, pulling him back making him look at me with a slight pout and lost eyes.

       Not now Bucky I'm trying to concentrate stop being cute!

She stared at me when she gasped, I expected the worst.

"Hi!" she exclaimed, her cheeks pinker than ever. "I'm Katie."

"Hi Katie." Bucky greeted, as her blush grew darker.

        Wait. What?

You guys should have seen this, it was unbelievable. Every time she beeped an article she would look up at Bucky and blush, and he would smirk back. They looked ridiculous.

"I'm so sorry I'm staring." she said out of nowhere. "But you look so familiar. Have we met before?"

        No, you haven't.

"No, sorry. I would have remembered a gal like you."

        Um... Hellooooo?! I'm standing right here James!

I mean really? What was so great in here anyway? Small brown eyes, tons of makeup – so basically, fake – and long hair pulled back in a pretentious high ponytail.

"Gal?" she asked making an impressed face. "You're not from around here are you?"

        No, we're not. So could you please hurry up? We have a long way to go.

Bucky and 'Katie' turned me, shocked. I then realized, I had just said that out loud. It just slipped out. But damn, it felt good to say it.

"Forget him, he's just a bit grumpy today... take your time." Bucky claimed, before giving me a quick glare.

        What?

"You guys new here?" she asked, ignoring me. Horrible woman.

"Well, we're just passing by." Bucky replied, smiling. Don't encourage her you idiot!

When she finished scanning everything, I rushed to the other side, shoving everything in the bags.

"Well, if you have nothing to do tonight, my friends and I are having a party." she leaned over her desk, gazing into Bucky's eyes. "If you want, you could come over. We could... have fun." Bucky blushed.

        Sorry, he's mine. Um... I mean.

"Um... I... Actually–" Bucky stammered.

"He'd love to, but his girlfriend... Stephanie;" see what I did there? "wouldn't." I interrupted, grabbing his arm with one hand and the bags with the other. "But thanks for the invitation."

I pulled him and we stormed out of the store, Bucky completely lost and confused.

"So, who's Stephanie?" he asked a stupid smile on his face.

"Shut up, jerk." I answered, pulling his ass in the car.